wanting to be free
from everything
but there is this
thing called
self-restricting
set of mind—
a zone of comfort
i am trapped in
a zone of comfort
i wanted to be escape
but how can i help
if this is where
i've been born.
but. . .
but now
it's melting
the boundaries
set by myself
and my surroundings
are all melting.
as i type new letters
it melts
as i type new words
it melts
as i type new phrases
it melts.
YOU ARE READING
capricious style
Randoma compilation of written work that lacks firmness, and instead, is full of sudden changes. genre: random // english
